Dear diary Here I am again, hopefully for the last time on this subject. After a lot of backwards and forwards with management in my accommodation, I have finally moved out. I was given the keys yesterday evening and I have moved most of my stuff out today. I've met 2 of my 3 flatmates, they seemed so nice and welcoming and I can feel the stress and anxiety slowly leaving my body (aside from the finals week anxiety lol). It took way too long for them to move me, as I had told them I wasn't well starting in October and now we're almost halfway through December, and it took a lot of people to put pressure on them to ensure I would be moved. But I have been moved and that's the important thing. Now I can focus on regaining my mental health which has totally been destroyed, so that will be a long ride too. Once again, thank you to all of those who helped me out starting from my very first post on this matter, you've all been so kind and caring and that's how I found the strength to stand up for myself. Hopefully, you'll never have to read that title again, and I hope I'll never have to write it, either. Lots of love and positive vibes to you all and good luck on your finals. <33